One person threw the bottle of wine in his hand towards Lu Fan. The bottle flipped in the air. Lu Fan did not raise his eyelids and broke the bottle with a stick. Another accomplice rushed to the front with a raft with a fierce look. Lu Fan raised his long stick and stabbed the sky obliquely. The wooden stick drew an arc with wind and thunder to knock it to the ground. This was a big kill among the Shaolin monks' sticks. The swordsmanship of the East originated from this.

Dozens of people behind roared and rushed over. Lu Fan turned around and swept a fiercely swept the stick. Then, the group of people began to disperse and held the weapon in their hands to siege Lu Fan into an airtight circle. Lu Fan began to fight back.

He ran with a strange step, floating and moving forward and back freely. This is a combination of the butterfly step in the north leg and the Bagua Mud Step. The purpose is to quickly approach the enemy and defend himself, and the best practical trick in Chinese martial arts.

Lu Fan once moved the stick method continuously in the Lu family's martial arts hall of thousands of square meters. During the running, he approached any moving wooden stake and used stick methods such as piercing, pointing, swing, swing, hitting, pounding, pounding, and pestle to attack. He would go with one attack and never stop! When running, he should run straight lines, run in a curve, turn around, and do not face the trees. He should attack unexpectedly from the side of the wooden stake. This is very important and is the secret of practical street combat.

Lu Fan made a stick very fast, and this place was not a private room. Without space restrictions, he faced dozens of vicious criminals, and his figure was still easy. He either stabbed the enemy's lower abdomen, picked the enemy's jaw, or swept the enemy's shin. All of them were successful. The stick light broke the rain curtain, flashed the stick and struck it out in an instant. In an instant, the water was rolled with the wind and the waves were calm. In less than five minutes, Lu Fan knocked a group of people to the ground.

"Whose person?"

Lu Fan stepped forward, pointed the tip of the stick around the neck of the middle-aged man under his feet, and asked coldly.

"Yes, it's Brother Hu..." The man's face was pale and he was still vomiting blood from his mouth.

Liu Hu?

Lu Fan frowned slightly. When he was in Guangjulou, Liu Hu had told him face to face that he would sooner or later the hatred between them, and soon.

"How did he know we will be back tonight and let you wait for me in the alley at this time?" Lu Fan asked.

"I don't know, Brother Hu asked us to wait here, we wait here, he said nothing else..." The middle-aged man's face was full of shame. More than forty people were ambushed here with swords and sticks all night, but were easily defeated by the man they regarded as prey. If it spread, it would be lost not only their face, but even Liu Hu would probably not be able to continue to hang out on the road in the future.

"Give me the phone number of Liu Hu." Lu Fan said.

"What are you going to do?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and was about to fight hard, but his throat, which was pressed by the wooden stick, suddenly tightened. He hurriedly reached out and took out his cell phone and handed it to Lu Fan.

"Liu Hu."

After Lu Fan answered the phone, he spoke directly.

"Is it you?" Liu Hu on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard the voice, then sighed and said, "I knew that these people were not your opponents at all, you won."

He already knew the situation here. Although Liu Hu knew that these people were unlikely to pose any threat to Lu Fan, he still couldn't accept the battle ending so quickly and ending in Lu Fan's unscathing state.

"Are you sending someone to follow me?" Lu Fan said lightly.

"No." Liu Hu knew that Lu Fan would ask, and said, "If I told you that someone was deliberately revealing your whereabouts to me, would you believe it?"

"Who?" Lu Fan asked.

"Zhao Qian."

"It was Zhao Qian who told me that your wife would work overtime tonight and called me to tell me about your whereabouts when your car left the company... My people are still alive, right?" Liu Hu asked dejectedly. He fell one after another under Lu Fan's hands, and his subordinates' hearts began to become unstable. If these brothers fell on the road again, how could he continue to hang out on Nandu Road in the future?

Lu Fan glanced at the people rolling around in the rain, threw his cell phone directly under his feet, and walked into the alley.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz, Tang Huanxi's pretty face was full of anxiety and worry. Time passed by minute by minute. She hid in the car. Every second she passed by was torment for her... The terrifying shouts in the alley had long passed, and she closed her eyes tightly... The scene of the fierce fighting even appeared in her mind... At this moment, as her wife, she was completely panicked... and helpless...
Chapter completed!